Carry me home like the last time, it's late and I need to close my eyes This week, this month, this year and this stress is starting to get out of hand Pour a drink, there's my future misleading me over and over, 40 hours bleeding me dry, casually crossing over the line. One day I'm stable, the next day I'm not, reliving nightmares I wish I forgot somewhere between my mouth and the glass lies the truth about who I am I guess I don't know myself at all Have you ever felt like you could sleep for a thousand years? Just close your eyes and forget to wake just to get your mind cleared I think I need a fucking vacation, I think I need to stop and breathe I cant take another day of this, this crippling anxiety
Faceless, nameless, but I can't stand to change this I guess I'll remain this, the haunted and wasted I can't relate to other people, I can't seem to find some common ground I can't think straight in public places, I just keep running my fucking mouth What if this time is like the last? I'm constantly tortured by the past I have no idea where I'm fucking going, I just know that I'm going no where fast Faceless, nameless, but I can't stand to change this I guess I'll remain this, the haunted and wasted I don't wanna be faceless I don't wanna be nameless I don't wanna be faceless, nameless But I can't stand to change this So I guess I'll remain this The haunted and wastedTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
